Back at the Presidential Residence, Cassandra fell into an unprecedented sense of crisis after receiving the news that Nigel had been kidnapped.
She knows better than anyone about Da Ying's urinary nature. After a tool becomes useless, it will definitely end up being abandoned. There is no way to have relationships with this old capitalist empire.
She also watched the video of the scene, and the kidnapper looked too much like the people from the Military Intelligence Agency.
Cassandra had to consider that the people above were cleaning up the door. In her opinion, she and Nigel were on the same line, and if something happened to the other party, she should be the next target.
She now wanted to run away with her child, and she also felt a trace of regret for rejecting Michael's proposal before.
"Madam, the manager of the gallery came here to ask about this art exhibition." A maid knocked on Cassandra's door, and her words immediately threw her into confusion.
I should have made an appointment with Nigel at this time, but this guy has been kidnapped.
Cassandra came to the first floor of the villa with this question, where an Asian man in a light-colored suit was waiting.
"Hello, madam, I am the new manager of the gallery. Mr. Nigel has a little trouble now. I am here to discuss the art exhibition with you on his behalf." This Asian looks very gentle, with a smile on his face.
A confident smile.
Cassandra asked doubtfully, "What is your name?" She was very sure that she had never seen this person before.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I haven't introduced myself yet. My surname is Wang, Wang Haihe, and I am Mr. Nigel's partner."
"I'm sorry, I haven't heard him mention you." Cassandra remained vigilant. It was not a good thing for her to have such a person come to her at this time.
The Asian named Wang Haihe was mentally prepared for Cassandra's attitude, "Madam, I know you don't trust me very much, but I think you must have seen these things."
He took out several documents from his briefcase and handed them to Cassandra. These were some agreements signed by the other party and Nigel. Of course, these were just for show, but the signature on them was Cassandra's own.
Cassandra took it and looked at it. These are some cooperation agreements signed in order to maintain business relations with Nigel Gallery. These must be in Nigel's hands, and some are from this person.
Of course, the cooperation agreement between MR.WANG and Nigel cannot involve money laundering, but is just some business cooperation.
Although Nigel's money laundering business originated from high-level officials in Da Ying, and even MI6 knew about his actions, MI6 would never interfere in the specific operation of the business. After all, if anyone was discovered, Da Ying's intelligence department would personally end it.
Money laundering is really embarrassing.
Even Cassandra doesn't know the personnel structure within the money laundering group.
"We have indeed never met. That's because I have been in charge of the business in Asia, and you also know that due to business relationships, we should not have too much contact with each other. This time it was an accident." Wang Haihe explained.
Cassandra politely asked Mr. Wang to sit down on the sofa. She sat down opposite him elegantly and put the documents on her knees.
"I understand why you're here, but Nigel and I have worked together for many years. There are some things that I'm not sure Mr. Wang is clear about..." Cassandra decided to test the other party first.
Wang Haihe's smile remained unchanged. He came here today to establish a relationship with the other party first. The art exhibition was about to start. This involved several big businesses. It was impossible to give up just because of Nigel's disappearance. Money laundering also requires credit.
.
He believed that the other party was the same. No one could easily give up such a huge benefit, not to mention that his identity as a partner was not simple. He seemed to have a large official background.
But Wang Haihe doesn't care about this. As long as he can make a lot of money, he doesn't care who the other party is.
"I know that this business involves several big executives. You can rest assured that our operating procedures are the same. And more importantly, I own several casinos in Asia. Our future operations will be more flexible and cycle-oriented.
It won’t be measured in years like works of art.”
What Wang Haihe hopes most now is that Nigel never comes back, so that he can swallow up all this business.
Cassandra thought for a moment, then looked at the other person and said, "This art auction involves several auction houses and more than a dozen buyers. If you can solve these problems before the art exhibition, I think we can still
We can cooperate.”
"Happy cooperation." Wang Haihe was waiting for her words. Just as he thought, no one could give up such a huge benefit.
After coming out of the presidential palace, Wang Haihe got into his car. His driver started the car and asked, "Mr. Wang, has that woman agreed?" If he could ask this question, this person must be Wang Haihe's confidant.
"It's not a big problem. We've been busy these two days." Wang Haihe was in a good mood, "But who was Nigel kidnapped? Have you found out any information?"
The driver looked back at his boss and said, "I have already said hello to my friends in the local underworld, and these people have already started asking for information."
"That's good, keep an eye on this matter."
"Okay, boss." The driver glanced at the rearview mirror subconsciously, and then his eyes became solemn.
"What's wrong?" Wang Haihe saw the change in the other person's expression and asked.
"It seems like someone is following us. The car behind us has been following us for a while."
Wang Haihe nodded. He was still confident about the ability of his subordinate. This man was retired from the law and had rich practical experience.
"Sit down and I'll give it a try."
Wang Haihe, who was sitting in the back seat, fastened his seat belt after hearing this.
Just as the driver was about to step on the accelerator and accelerate, the car behind them that was suspected of following them had already turned on the right signal and headed towards a small road.
"Oh, you are too nervous!" Wang Haihe said with a smile.
The driver tilted his head in confusion. Maybe he was too nervous. After all, a president just died here, and he was shot to death in his own home.
Despite this, he still increased his vigilance.
But what he didn't know was that it wasn't just cars following them, there were also several quad-rotor drones following their cars, transmitting the video back in real time.
Umbrella knew this guy when he found Cassandra. The monitor that Xu Chuan conveniently installed did a great job. The artificial intelligence screened out all the keywords Nigel and the painting exhibition involved in the monitoring.
After Xu Chuan found out, he immediately arranged a tracking team. These people used several drones to follow the vehicle in a relay manner, without arousing the other party's suspicion at all.
This place is not like the United States. Xu Chuan did not dare to do this in Los Angeles. There is absolutely no equipment for such low-altitude and low-speed aircraft in Riyuesk, which allows them to use it without any scruples.
"Wang Haihe? What do you do?" This name is very unfamiliar. At least there is no information about this person in Riyuesk.
I didn't find this person when I investigated Nigel before.
And why is it a Chinese name? It is quite rare here, and it is not certain. What if it is a stick?
Xu Chuan glanced at the photo sent back by the tracking officer with doubts, and then crushed the Coke bottle in his hand.
What the hell did the plot get mixed up in? Xu Chuan covered his forehead with his hands, and then found that his hands were full of Coke.
"MD, pass me a tissue!" Xu Chuan looked at the carbonated drinks flowing all over the table and shouted with a group of guys who looked at him inexplicably.
Curtis threw a pack of tissues over and said to Xu Chuan, "Boss, you don't need to be so stressed. How about I take you to have some fun tonight? The quality of the babies here is very high."
"Go away!" Xu Chuan scolded the street while wiping the table.
"Check the information on that Asian." Xu Chuan told a staff member who was debugging equipment.
Not long after, the information of this Asian named Wang Haihe was found. He was originally from Xiangjiang and went to school in London. He is now a Dutch national. He is engaged in the lottery industry and owns two casinos and a casino in Macau.
It can be said that there is no casino that does not engage in money laundering.
So, is this Nigel’s accomplice? Is this guy also from MI6? Xiangjiang, Daying, it’s really possible.
Xu Chuan pinched his chin and asked if he should catch this guy too.
Then he shook his head, he had already caught one, and another one would easily make Cassandra aware that someone was watching her. This woman was not simple, and she might be suspicious of him.
"Did Mr. Nigel say anything?" Xu Chuan looked at Albert. He and Curtis were taking turns questioning Nigel.
Albert shook his head, "This guy is very tough-talking, he must have been trained."
"Has his house been searched?"
"We have already searched it. We have pulled back all the safes in the house and are trying to find ways to break them. There are also computer storage devices and the like, and technicians are breaking them." Albert replied.
Young Master Xu nodded, well, I finally don’t have to think about everything myself, so subjective initiative is so important.
Just after Ovechkin's April 7th, Cassandra's art exhibition started, and Xu Chuan even wanted to go over and give him a gift.
Celebrities from all walks of life in Riyuesk still give Kassandra face. After all, she can't stay in that position for long. After fierce debate, my parliament decided to hold an early election.
In other words, the day when Cassandra will move out of the Presidential Palace is not far away, and there is absolutely no need to offend her at this point in time.
So everyone behaves very friendly, even if they don’t buy, they all come to support it.
The art exhibition is very large and is held at the National Art Center in Baiji. The exhibits include not only oil paintings but also other sculptures.
Of course Xu Chuan also went there that day, and it was considered an unprecedented event.
There were many professionals introducing these works of art to everyone present, but Xu Chuan couldn't understand them anyway. He didn't understand whether they were real or fake.
Here Xu Chuan met the businessman named Wang Haihe. This man was very capable. He was able to put this art exhibition together after Nigel disappeared. Judging from Cassandra's expression, she must be very satisfied.
"Hey, madam, we meet again." Xu Chuan went up and greeted him warmly, but Cassandra was not as happy as him.
Every time she sees this guy, Cassandra will think of those second-hand paintings. Although she is thinking of ways to repair them, she still feels distressed.
"Mr. Grylls, I didn't expect you to come." Kassandra said very politely, but Xu Chuan felt that this woman seemed to be saying why you are here and it was best not to come.
"You even forgot about the invitation letter you sent me." Xu Chuan laughed twice, this woman is quite interesting.
Wang Haihe, who had been greeting guests nearby, came over and asked, "Who is this?"
Xu Chuan really didn't look at him. He hated this kind of acquaintance who appeared out of nowhere, and he didn't know what the plot was.
"This is Mr. Grylls, the boss of UC Technology." Cassandra introduced her temporary partner, "This is Mr. Wang. I think you should have a common language."
Wang Haihe was very surprised. UC Technology, the hottest high-tech company in the past two years, not to mention other things, his own mobile phone was a UC customized model. He greeted Xu Chuan enthusiastically, um, in Cantonese.
Xu Chuan's Cantonese is average, but I can understand it, and there is no problem for the two of them to communicate. Wang Haihe's speech and behavior make people feel very good, and he is well-informed, not only for artworks, but also for other aspects.
We can chat for a few words.
Wang Haihe was more interested in developing a client for Xu Chuan. These wealthy people all have money laundering needs. The most basic thing is how to launder the company's money into their own.
Young Master Xu, on the other hand, thinks of the other person as a New Year pig, to explore the other person's background, and then kills and eats him when he is fat. Xu Chuan has no psychological burden at all when he traps this kind of person.
After asking about the name of the opponent's casino, the two parties agreed to go to Macau to play a few games when they had time. Wang Haihe guaranteed absolute safety.
"Mr. Wang, this person is not simple. You'd better be careful." This is Wang Haihe's driver and his top thug.
"A Bao, there are some simple people here." Wang Haihe didn't care much about what the other party said. After all, it was like a mountain across the street, and it was hard for him to imagine how extraordinary this young man would be.
"You'd better be careful, this person gives me a bad feeling." This former outlaw soldier is very sensitive to danger.
Wang Haihe was helpless. He was just one-minded, but he had good intentions. "Okay, I understand, I will pay attention to it."
There will be an auction after the exhibition, which is nominally a donation to a charity fund, but this foundation is under Cassandra's name, and their plan is about to be implemented. It is a very simple trick to drive up the price.
Anyway, it's a matter of left hand and right hand.
Under such circumstances, it was of course impossible for Young Master Xu to hold up a sign to help them carry the sedan, he could just watch the fun.
Of course, this is only the first step. There will be several auctions later, and they will also need to build momentum in the media, that is, they will increase the popularity of the same type of art they want to speculate, and the price will be at least dozens or even hundreds of times higher.
"Boss, what should we do, just watch them play?" Curtis asked in a low voice sitting next to Xu Chuan.
Xu Chuan smiled and shook his head, "Don't worry, let them raise the price first, and then help them add fuel to the fire."